I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 343 The beginning of chaos, Birmingham's intervention

"Boss, the situation was like this..." Reston explained the situation at that time. He described in detail how Captain Cassel was afraid of death and hid in the rear with a large force. His words were full of dissatisfaction and accusations against Cassel.

However, Cassel retorted: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Boss. Although there were few enemies at that time, they were very strong. It would be useless for us to kill them." What he said was true. After all, in that situation, a rash attack would only increase casualties.

Upon seeing this, Reston immediately counterattacked: "Captain Cassel deliberately did not send troops. He watched the chief's direct troops being annihilated so that his own direct troops could take over." This sentence was undoubtedly a heavy blow, because Reston was leading the chief's people at the time.

At this time, the chief looked at Cassel with a fierce look on his face. He knew that there were only so many people in the camp, and Cassel probably had fifty knights under his command, and he himself had just lost more than thirty soldiers. At this time, his own direct lineage did not exceed eighty people. At this moment, Cassel was the second in command of the camp and had the strength to challenge the chief.

Faced with this situation, Cassel said in a gloomy tone: "Sir, you know that I am loyal to you, so don't believe in slander." He deliberately distanced himself from the leader. Obviously, this was not an explanation, but a warning.

"Boss, I don't recognize any of the people Reston brought back. Who are they?" At this moment, one of the boss's younger brothers keenly noticed something unusual. His voice echoed in the air, causing the two parties who were originally confronting each other to shift their attention instantly.

This little brother is called Aqiang, and he is one of the most trusted subordinates of the big boss. He is usually taciturn, but he is very observant and can always find some details that others don't notice at critical moments. Today, when he saw Reston and a few strangers walking into the hall, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

These strangers were wearing camp clothes, which were also tattered and bloodstained. Some of them had weathered faces, as if they had just returned from the battlefield. Their faces were also different. Some had serious faces and sharp eyes, as if they were ready to take action at any time.

Ah Qiang knew that these people were definitely not ordinary characters. The aura they exuded made him feel uneasy. This aura could only be felt by people who had experienced life-and-death struggles. He couldn't help but start to wonder if these people were undercover agents sent by the boss's enemies? Or were they spies sent by other forces to test their strength?

Thinking of this, Aqiang decided not to remain silent. He walked to the boss and whispered, "Boss, these people don't look right. We have to be careful."

"It's bad. The Anla Village, Potsdam Village and Abes Village to our north are under attack. They have sent out the most urgent signal for help." At this moment, a series of bad news came like a tide, plunging the entire camp into unprecedented panic.

The three camps were located to their north, not far from each other, and were equally strong, with each camp having a combat strength of about 200 people. However, at this moment, they were almost simultaneously attacked by unknown forces, and this sudden change made the chief feel unprecedented fear and pressure. He knew that if he could not respond quickly, the entire mountain village group might face a catastrophe.

"What happened? Find out for me!" Faced with such an urgent situation, the chief could no longer care about the situation at hand and ordered anxiously. He knew that only by understanding the enemy's situation as soon as possible could he formulate an effective response strategy.

Just as everyone was in chaos, a sentry came running over breathlessly, "Boss, Abes Stronghold sent a distress message saying that the Birmingham Army attacked them from the north, causing heavy losses, and urgently needs support!"

Hearing this, the chief couldn't help but be shocked: "Birmingham? Aren't they the same bandits as us? How could they easily invade our territory?" It turned out that the Birmingham bandit group was another force independent of the Milan area, close to Venice. They usually did not interfere with each other, but now they suddenly launched an attack on themselves who were also bandits. It was really puzzling.

"Where is the person who asked for help?" The leader, realizing the seriousness of the situation, continued to ask. If even the person who delivered the message was not spared, then the situation on the front line might be much worse than imagined.

"Boss, after the man said this..." The sentry stammered and told the shocking fact - the brave messenger had died.

For a moment, the entire command center fell silent. As a group of bandits who had been active in the mountains for a long time, they had never encountered such a severe challenge. What was even more terrifying was that it was rumored that Birmingham was supported by the official Venice, which meant that the other party was not just an ordinary competitor, but a powerful enemy with strong backing. Once annexed by it, it would not only mean the loss of freedom, but also the possibility of facing a catastrophe.

"What should we do?" Faced with such a difficult situation, even the usually calm and composed boss seemed a little at a loss.

At this time, Aqiang, the deputy who had been observing the situation silently, stood up and said, "Boss, I think we should contact Boss Lista immediately and ask for help from all our allies. Only by uniting together can we resist foreign aggression."

"Yes! Send someone to inform Boss Lista immediately!" Although he was still uneasy, the boss made a quick decision.

After all, at this critical moment, only a stronger force can turn the tide. And Lista, located on the main road, is such an object that can be relied on - it is not only one of the largest mountain bandit groups in the area, but also a huge organization with more than 2,000 armed personnel. In comparison, other small forces scattered everywhere seem insignificant. Through joint operations, it may be possible to temporarily resist the external threat.

At the moment when the big boss turned around and left, Cassel showed a sinister smile. That smile was like a poisonous snake, which made people shudder.

"Be careful, Big Boss!" Cassel launched his attack at the moment when Aqiang warned him. His movements were extremely swift, and the sharp knife in his hand drew a cold light in the air, piercing straight into Big Boss's body.

The boss had no time to react before he was stabbed by Cassel's sharp knife. Blood instantly stained his clothes red, and his eyes were full of disbelief and pain.

"Why?" The boss's voice was weak and hoarse. He couldn't understand why Cassel launched the attack at this time. Even if he won, what would he get? Was it really just for power and status?

"Because I also joined the Birmingham Army." Cassel replied coldly, his tone revealed a sense of determination and ruthlessness. "This time we are going to take down all the strongholds outside Lista."

Cassel's explanation made the boss realize that all this was Birmingham's conspiracy. Unfortunately, it was too late, and he could no longer save the situation. His heart was filled with regret and unwillingness, but nothing could be changed.

In the mountain village filled with tension and solemnity, the silent atmosphere seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe. Suddenly, a loud and majestic voice broke the silence. The voice echoed in the empty mountain village, and every word seemed to carry a cold chill.

"Everyone listen carefully, we are the Royal Army of Birmingham, and everyone outside is our people. You only have one choice, and that is surrender. Otherwise, you will surely die." Cassel stood in front of the crowd, his eyes like a biting cold wind, sweeping across everyone present.

The look in his eyes revealed not only ferocity, but also a determination to kill people. He knew very well that if he wanted to take down the stronghold without losing a single soldier, he had to overwhelm the enemy with his momentum, so that they would be afraid and surrender.

Just when everyone was frightened by the sudden change and didn't know what to do, a nimble figure rushed out like an arrow from a bow. The figure was particularly eye-catching in the panicked crowd. He was full of grief and anger, and shouted loudly: "They killed the boss, we want to avenge him." Everyone looked closely and didn't know who it was. They only saw that the flame of revenge was burning in his eyes, and the flame seemed to swallow the enemy in front of him instantly.

Of course, it was Alpha himself who was confusing the public. At this moment, no matter who the other party was or what his purpose was, in these troubled times, interests were always the supreme principle.

Alpha knew very well that if Cassel and his men gained the upper hand and annexed this place, then these refugees, who were already displaced, would completely lose hope of survival and would have no chance to get out of this predicament. Therefore, at this critical moment, he had to stand up and lead everyone to stand up and resist.

"Oh no! The enemy is going to kill us all. We can't just sit there and wait for death." At this time, Reston also keenly realized the urgency of the situation. He seized this fleeting opportunity and rushed out from the rear. For a moment, the whole scene fell into chaos. Shouts and screams came one after another, as if a piece of death was playing on this land.

There were flashes of swords and sabers everywhere, and blood was flowing like a fountain, instantly dyeing the ground red. The bloody smell filled the air, making people sick.

"Glaya, let's not get too deep in the trap. Everyone, get out of the way." Alpha shouted anxiously to Graya beside him while struggling to fend off the enemy's attack. He held Graya's hand tightly and led her to a relatively safe place. At the same time, Reston also led everyone to quickly gather around Alpha, forming a temporary defense circle.

"Reston, go and save the people. I'll handle this." Alpha gave the order decisively, his eyes fixed on the direction of the fierce battle between Cassel and the bandits in the old mountain stronghold. He had no intention of joining the melee, but just stood aside quietly, observing the development of the situation, as if everything was under his control.

On the battlefield filled with smoke and blood, Reston and his men slowly left, their footsteps leaving a series of marks of varying depths on the soft sand, as if they were the final footnotes to this brutal battle. And Alpha, like a mysterious ghost, wandered on the edge of the battlefield. His eyes were like sharp eagle eyes, tightly locked on Cassel and Ah Qiang, as if the whole world only had these two people.

For Alpha, there are too many mysteries about Cassel that are worth exploring. This Birmingham Army, like a shadow shrouded in fog, makes Alpha curious and confused. He is eager to find out what kind of existence this so-called Birmingham Army is? Does it represent the official authority, with a strict organization and a clear mission? Or is it just a group of bandits under some banner, doing whatever they want in this chaotic world, just to fight for that little bit of profit? These questions are like countless fine needles, constantly pricking Alpha's curiosity.

Aqiang also attracted Alpha's attention. In this chaotic battlefield, there were shouts and screams everywhere, and people's reason had long been swallowed by fear and anger. However, Aqiang showed a unique temperament. His eyes revealed a keen insight, as if he could see through the layers of fog. He could find those unusual places so accurately in this chaotic and noisy environment. This unique ability made Alpha very interested in him. He wanted to know how many unknown secrets this Aqiang was hiding.

At this time, Cassel was standing in the crowd, trying to use his voice to wake up those lost in the chaos. "Everyone stop! Now that the big boss is dead, you should calm down and think about where to go in the future?" Cassel's voice seemed so thin and weak in the noisy battlefield, like a small stone thrown into the surging sea, and was instantly submerged in endless chaos.

Cassel's face was filled with anxiety and helplessness, and his eyes revealed a trace of deep worry. He knew that if this chaos continued, everyone would fall into an abyss of no return (Cassel without his subordinates would be meaningless to Birmingham). So, he tried his best to persuade the people around him over and over again. However, the only response he got was more crazy fighting and roaring. Those who had lost their minds seemed to have forgotten their original intentions, and only knew to blindly vent their anger and fear in this chaos.

Just as Cassel was trying to continue trying to persuade them, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind him silently and accurately grabbed the back of his neck. The hand was very powerful, like a pair of pliers, tightly holding Cassel so that he couldn't break free. Then, Cassel felt his body being lifted up by a powerful force, like an eagle catching a chick, and easily broke away from the crowd.

In this chaotic battlefield, no one noticed Cassel's sudden disappearance. Because everyone who knew Cassel was captured had already fallen in a pool of blood, becoming a victim of this chaos. Cassel was mysteriously taken away, leaving behind only the chaos and blood that continued.